The Or Game.

Useless as a psychoanalysis tool, but
great for whiling away time, the Or Game makes you choose between two mutually
exclusive states, preferably dilemmas. The game ends when your opponent (or
co-whiler-away-of-time, which in my case is inevitably Teye, below) is brought
to the point where she simply can’t
choose.

The Or Game is a little more fun than
mugging for my phlog ,
which is our other waiting-room
pastime.

It starts off innocuously.

“Navy or brown?” “Brown.”

“Shoe store or bookstore?”
“Bookstore.”
Then it gets, well,
worse.
“The most fabulous sex of your life
ever ever ever for just one week, or mediocre sex your entire
life?”
“One boob bigger than the other, or
one butt cheek bigger than the
other?”
“You’re dating David Duchovny but
you’re the only one who can see it and everyone sees you dating Rene Requiestas,
or you can only see Rene Requiestas but everyone else sees you dating David
Duchovny?”
“Great sex for two days or plus 10
IQ points?”
“No eyebrows or no
hair?”

Teye’s stumper
was:
“Hairy armpits or hairy
legs?”

Try this game with your partner,
best friend, an interesting stranger. At least 5 seconds of fun
guaranteed.